DAY 55 - PLUM TREE IN AN ICE STORM

PLUM TREE IN AN ICE STORM

Top heavy with ice,
frozen limbs bend,
snap, break. Defeated,
stalwart old tree surrenders
and falls. Funereal
winds howl in anguish.
Symbol of hope,
continuity of life,
we'll plant a sapling
plum in the spring.



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